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Sunday, May 14, 2017

A mother's love

Every year I try to put my love for my mother into words, and every year I come up short.The recent "big moves" in my life, which include getting married and buying a house, have made me realize how important my mom is to me. When I think about all the times she has been there in the last few years alone, it astonishes me. She's always there to offer advice or a helping hand. It makes me regret some of those "growing pains" teenage years I had, where sometimes it felt like she was my sworn enemy.But the older I get, the more I realize that I am so beyond lucky to have her. And the older I get, the more I realize that I am becoming so much like her. I can only hope that I will be half as caring, devoted, and loving as her. My mother's love is what keeps me sane, it's what keeps me driven, and it's what makes me want to be the best person I can. Because I want to be like her, and I want to make her proud.

So once again, I tried to
put into words how much my mom means to me, and I'm coming up short. I
can't put a number on just how many times she's been there for me
and my husband. I can't even imagine listing off all the titles she's
held, and all the roles she's played, in developing my life into something
amazing. I simply can't explain how much I appreciate having her in my life.